Angie couldn't help arching into that hand at her back. Cade's hands were rough, calloused, and she liked that. They were, well, a man's hands and she probably could have enjoyed him just running them all over her skin. But his attention shifted and she shifted, spreading her legs slightly as hi fingers went exploring.
A throaty moan came from her and she rolled her hips under his questing hand, encouraging him to continue his exploration. Their fight had gotten her worked up - more so than she'd imagined - and she was wet, horny, and this close to making demands.